Lukas Graham —
7 Years

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© Подбор аккордов: Михаил Очерет // специалист (https://Muzland.ru)
± Темп (BPM): ♩ = 118 ударов в минуту

Lyrics and Music by Christopher Brown, Lukas Graham Forchhammer, Morten Jensen, Stefan Forrest, Morten Pilegaard, David LaBrel

Intro: E
       F#m7 A | Dmaj Dmaj Dmaj E
       F#m7 A | Dmaj

Chorus:
     F#m7                   A   
     Once I was seven years old,
                  Dmaj  
     My mama told me,
     “Go make yourself some friends
                  E
     Or you’ll be lonely”,
     F#m7                   A    Dmaj  
     Once I was seven years old.

F#m           E   A
It was a big, big world,
                           D
But we thought we were bigger,
Pushing each other to the limits,
        E             F#m
We were learning quicker,
          E       A
By eleven smoking herb
                         D
And drinking burning liquor,
Never rich so we were out
             E
To make that steady figure.

Chorus:
     F#m               E     A
     Once I was eleven years old,
                   D
     My daddy told me,
     “Go get yourself a wife
                  E
     Or you’ll be lonely”,
     F#m               E     A
     Once I was eleven years old.

Instrumental: Dmaj Dmaj Dmaj Dmaj

F#m          E    A
I always had that dream
                      D
Like my daddy before me,
So I started writing songs,
          E            F#m
I started writing stories.
                     E   A
Something about that glory,
                            D
Just always seemed to bore me,
‘Cause only those I really love
          E
Will ever really know me.

Chorus:
     F#m7              E     A
     Once I was twenty years old,
                  Dmaj  
     My story got told
     Before the morning sun,
               E
     When life was lonely,
     F#m7              E     A
     Once I was twenty years old.
            Dmaj  
     (Lukas Graham!)

F#m        E   A
I only see my goals,
                        D
I don’t believe in failure,
‘Cause I know the smallest voices,
         E          F#m
They can make it major.
              E   A
I got my boys with me
                     D
At least those in favor
And if we don’t meet before I leave,
            E
I hope I’ll see you later.

Chorus:
     F#m7              E     A
     Once I was twenty years old,
                  Dmaj  
     My story got told,
     I was writing ‘bout everything,
             E
     I saw before me,
     F#m7              E     A    Dmaj  
     Once I was twenty years old.

     F#m7                 E     A
     Soon we’ll be thirty years old,
                         Dmaj  
     Our songs have been sold,
     We’ve traveled around the world
                     E
     And we’re still roaming,
     F#m7                 E     A    Dmaj  
     Soon we’ll be thirty years old.

F#m                      A
I’m still learning about life,
                              D
My woman brought children for me,
So I can sing them all my songs
          E
And I can tell them stories.

F#m
Most of my boys are with me,
A                             D
Some are still out seeking glory,
And some I had to leave behind,
            A   
My brother, I’m still sorry.

Bridge:
   D                  E     F#m
   Soon I’ll be sixty years old,
                      E
   My daddy got sixty-one,
   Remember, life and then
        A   
   Your life becomes a better one.
 D
   I made a man so happy
   E              F#m
   When I wrote a letter once,
 C#7sus4
   I hope, my children come
       C#7
   And visit once or twice a month.

Chorus:
     Dmaj               E     F#m
     Soon I’ll be sixty years old,
                               E
     Will I think the world is cold
                             A   
     Or will I have a lot of children
     Who can warm me?
     Dmaj               E     F#m  Dmaj  
     Soon I’ll be sixty years old.

     F#m7               E     A
     Soon I’ll be sixty years old,
                               Dmaj  
     Will I think the world is cold
     Or will I have a lot of children
             E
     Who can hold me?
     F#m7               E     A    Dmaj  
     Soon I’ll be sixty years old.

     F#m                    A
     Once I was seven years old,
                  D
     My mama told me,
     “Go make yourself some friends
                  E
     Or you’ll be lonely”,
     F#m7             E     A    Dmaj  
     Once I was seven years old,
     F#m7             E     A
     Once I was seven years old.